I’m sure some of you are from the ancient era where the sofa in the living room tended to always be empty except for an additional cushion or two. As I approach my golden age I remember the sofas of my childhood home being clear unless the newspaper had been left on the arm; when a certain demanding four-pawed visitor marched into my lounge this week a number of items had to be moved to make room for Senior Fluffball.
As I sit here now I glance beside me at the accumulated detritus of modern living stacked high…..
- The iPad
- Mobile phone
- Landline phone
- TV remote
- Set-top box remote
- TV listings magazine
- Crochet project
Sometimes these are joined by the sandwich tray and coffee mug, or my dinner plate, sometimes my book or kindle, sometimes the snack cheese and crackers or salsa and crisps.
Yes, there is a table beside the sofa but well, that has the iPad charger on it, the mug containing the other remotes (old set top box with stuff recorded on it, the old video recorder), nail file, hand sanitizer, candle lighter and pen, my tigger cup and a bottle of juice.
Yes, I do have a knitting box beside the table beside the sofa, that’s holding the other crochet project, the pencil case of crochet tools and case of hooks, the clip box of cross stitch tools, my slipper socks (when not on my feet) and my cardigan.
Maybe I just have too much stuff.